rooftop haiku

only other wolves
know all the things i’d like to
howl from this high place

 

haiku after monet at te papa

claude your eight red blobs
placed in meadow with poplars
take my breath away

the poet who falls
from atop a long white cloud
grins and says thank you

 

more of the new blue

 

dad’s cathedral

 

lindy’s garden

 

glass sky

 

magnolia sky

 

5-7-5

all of my secrets
add up to none of your grace
please don’t let me fail

fried cheese and oaked beer
“will your buddy be coming?”
no sharing today

jesus my old friend
remember to pray for me
sundays are the worst

something in the air
can we please just talk of it
pour me another

lines always the same
self-portrait faces mirror
lines never the same

i don’t like my name
from now on call me andy
it’s a better fit

joni had it good
my case-of-you hangover
lasted 18 years

 

stone angel

 

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